Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man two first names
They left him in the yard when they took away the trains
And one run a week comes on roaring down that lane
So, all he's got to worry is time

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout he's been
He says, Come on sit down kid, where I begin?
He telling me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My Corey's coming, no sad stories coming
My coming aren't you girl?
And I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world"

I was quite to find out all the places that he knew
And so I asked the towns folk if his were true
Well they said, Old John was born here, lived here all his life
He's never had a woman, let alone a

And very soon find out as you check around
That no one named Corey's lived in this town
So I the old man 'bout the truth that I had heard
Well he smiled and said, is only just a word

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her

I came by one evening but he did not my shout
I in the window and I saw the fire was out
When he would not up I forced in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph would stories no more

The scene at the graveyard, three of us were there
Me and the gravedigger we heard the prayer
He said, We need not for this man
For we know that God

They put the cold dirt over him and me on my own
And when at last I up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If you're a relative, he had a end
That's when she said, My name is Corey you can say I'm just a

Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

So, the old man's story, I'm glad you came tonight
To see a busted down old railroad sure makes a lonely sight
You may wonder why a man would work out here alone
the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my bones

And I confess I get to the old man a bit
And there's one other reason I guess I admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's aren't you girl?
And like he told me, when she holds me she enfolds me in her